There’s a throwaway line in Joscha Bongard’s Babystar where a character briefly references Jim Carrey’s catchphrase in The Truman Show. In doing so, the profundity of Bongard’s debut feature is revealed. Almost thirty years ago, the idea of someone having every intimate moment of their life captured and recorded for consumption was unfathomable for most. Now with social media – and I say this as someone who just posted engagement photos for myself – we’ve done it to ourselves.

While on its surface, Babystar seems hopeless, I found where Bongard goes to be profoundly hopeful and empathetic. The film features the smartest use of Natasha Bedingfield’s “Unwritten” since Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants. And it reminds us that while the internet seems forever, the rest of your life remains a blank page before you.

Luca (Maja Bons) is  the sixteen-year-old star of her family’s social media empire. Luca’s blank page might be hard to see right now. She deals all kinds of branding details – including a new A.I. avatar based off of her likeness. And her world becomes upside-down when her parents announce that they’re having another child. Luca discerns that she might be both victim and star, and violently reacts to this ephiphany.

Bons delivers an unbelievable performance, while Bongard uses an intimate knowledge of social media’s inner workings to make the family empire simultaneously cringe beyond compare and believable. I damn near cried at the end of this, a film about how we can always choose to move forwards.